Fire Vs Ice

On the day Yara Cullen was released from prison, it was raining. A chilly wind carried the drizzle, striking her as the media swarmed the prison gates. "Ms. Cullen, in the Crestwood Estate sexual assault case, your client lost the lawsuit and took her own life six months ago. Her mother is demanding accountability. Do you have anything to say?” "Ms. Cullen, your attorney's license has been revoked, and your mentor was forced to retire. What are your thoughts on this?" No matter how the reporters pressed, Yara kept her head down and pushed forward, forcing her way through the crowd. A black G-Wagon was parked by the roadside, where Westley Langston leaned against the car, smoking a cigarette. Beside him, Elena Cullen tugged at his arm. He turned, glancing toward the prison gates.

After being disfigured by a fire, Annabelle Sanchez was kicked out by her parents. Twelve years later, she was brought back, not out of guilt but out of the need of a victim of an arranged marriage. What was worse, her fiancé, disdaining her looks, dumped her in public. In desperation, she married Kendrick Gregory, her ex-fiancé's brother. After marriage, Kendrick was surprised to find that Annabelle was incredibly gorgeous. She, on the other hand, realized Kendrick was actually a cunning fox.

It was only in the eighth year of our marriage that I discovered my husband had a mistress in the neighborhood. Her place had the same layout as mine, except her furnishings were more luxurious. He was a good husband for her, meticulously caring for his young and beautiful wife. They were even expecting a baby. She sent me a message, eager to get rid of and replace me. She had forgotten I was the one who had been through hard times with him, Clyde Sherwood, and fought alongside him for more than a decade. Her pregnancy was what they both wanted, but there was no way I would allow things to work out the way they anticipated. Taking advantage of his conflicted feelings, I made sure he didn't have any more assets. Everything came with a price. Not only would I make him fall from grace, but I would also make him rot in ruins.

Book 1: The Alpha King's Special Mate (Standalone and completed) Starlette was sold to the northern Alpha king, Maximus, to be his breeder. However, when the Alpha King realised that she was his fated mate, he vowed to reject her after siring his pups. Little did he know that she wasn’t just the worthless omega he thought she was, but a blessed special wolf. By the time he realised his mistake, the southern Alpha king, Silas, also wanted her for himself. *** Book 2: Her Forbidden Alpha (Standalone) Waking up early and Axel f*cking Northwood—the arrogant lacrosse team captain—are two things Violet hates the most about Equinox Academy. She plans to avoid him forever, but Axel has other ideas. He vows to make her want him, just like every other girl—even if it means dumping her afterward. Him: "You know, if you admire me that much, you could just say hi instead of staring from afar." Her: Spins around, stunned, only to bump into a solid chest. “Excuse me?” Him: Pins her to the wall, his breath hot against her ear. "No, I'd rather watch you writhe under me with pleasure." Why did her heart patter to an uneven beat? Axel is the northern prince, and Violet, the southern princess. With the fathers of these two being sworn enemies, would their forbidden desire ever stand a chance, or would it set both kingdoms on fire? Hop on this ride to find out. Both books can be enjoyed as standalones.

Cleavira Jashein Zarmeda did not grow up like a normal teenager. She was a victim of sexual abuse that made her life miserable and horrific. At her young age, she experienced living with a demon. She already know how cruel this world could be for weak and coward people. Could she free herself from the chain of her past? It is a battle between you will kill or you will be killed. Would she get the justice she deserve or she will just end her sufferings through a demonic escape? Could she surpass the obstacles ahead of her? Cleavira promised to herself that she will not cry again not until she met the guy named, Zachari Aikee Castellar, a carefree genius who's working as a Detective. —Azureriel

At twenty-two, Skylar Carnell is a spitfire who doesn’t believe in cliché romances and has dreams of her own to chase. What happens when she has to honor her parents' dying wish and marry into the St. James family? Skylar tries hard to avoid the disastrous marriage to the oldest son, Sebastian St. James, and luck favors her although momentarily. Soon Sebastian elopes with the woman he loves. It leaves her with no other option than to meet the youngest son, the cocky, full-of-himself, infuriating Christian St. James. He's notorious, mysterious, and full of surprises. Skylar fights him at every step, but he offers her a contract marriage she can't ignore. Why does he want to marry her? Is it only to honor his parent's last wish? Can Christian tempt the spitfire and make her stay? Will Skylar walk away when the contract term expires? What will happen when unexpected circumstances bring them closer?

Paige was reassigned to a new boss. She had zero clue as to what she was walking into. However right from the start that spark was there and it turned into a flame that could burst into a raging fire at anytime. She had to wonder if they would actually ever get any work done. When the two meet everything goes right for the both of them changing their lives for the better as long as they continue to work together. When huge life decisions loom in front of them it was easier to accept them because the other was there. A Cinderella story with a few twists and turns that shows that love has no time table.

Marco’s presence was overwhelming, his body heat making it hard to breathe. His dark eyes locked onto mine, making my heart race. “Why do you fight me, Sarah?” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. I tried to step back, but the counter trapped me. “I won’t be your plaything, Marco.” He smiled, a dangerous, seductive curve of his lips. “Is that so?” He pulled me close, his hand burning through my dress. His lips brushed my neck, sending shivers down my spine. “I think you like this more than you admit.” I wanted to resist, but when his mouth claimed mine, I melted into the kiss, my body betraying me. Every touch ignited a fire I couldn’t control. When he pulled back, his eyes were full of desire. “You can’t deny what’s between us, Sarah” Sarah’s simple life turns dark when she catches the eye of dangerous mob boss, Marco De Luca. To settle her father’s debt, Marco forces her into an arranged relationship. Sarah fights to resist his control, but their fiery clashes spark undeniable passion.

Slave. A word I've been hearing for the past 10 years that I have completely forgot what my real name was. My money driven parents sold me to the Alpha of the New moon pack when I was only 10 in return for a large sum of money. I was nothing but a worthless human who never had her first shift and I was kicked to the lowest of the low, beaten, worked to death and cursed all day. Losing all hope in life, something still made me want to hang on a little while longer. I can feel my chest warm up with fire and I pray to God that I'm not being delirious.

I was sitting at the police station. My landlord scolded me harshly and pointed at my nose. Out of nowhere, my mother called and berated me mercilessly. “Chloe went to your place and disappeared! Did you lose her?!” “I know you’ve had grudges against me and your brother all these years, but how could you take it out on your niece?” In my previous cycle, when my mother told me Chloe was missing, I panicked and searched for her everywhere. Instead of helping, my mom and brother’s entire family dragged me to court without hesitation. I could not understand it. Chloe disappeared on her way to my place. How was that my fault? I begged the police to clear my name and review all the surveillance footage in the city. But the footage showed Chloe arriving at my door that day, and I opened the door for her. After that, she was gone, as if she had vanished into thin air. I stared blankly at the footage of her hopping cheerfully into my apartment. I had no way to explain myself. My sister-in-law lost it. She was convinced I had killed Chloe and threw boiling oil at my face in a fit of rage. I ended up in the hospital. I was disfigured and completely crushed, both physically and emotionally. No matter how hard I tried, I could not recall ever opening the door for Chloe. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Chloe disappeared.